All the clocks have stopped ticking, the curtains are drawn The lines have blurred between the days There's a black dog clawing at my door And he wants to take me away If only I knew what happened to the sun And the birds, who stole their inviolable song? All the past is dead, the future numb And every minute seems too long Etherized, I'm lost inside myself Confined to this tenebrous room Wishing I was someone or somewhere else Lying foetal in a sepulchral womb Despair is a spider with venomous web That lurks in the recesses of the soul Silent and invisible, her silver threads Weave a labyrinth beyond all control She stares at me with gerfalcon eyes Draining my veins of all spirit and hope Filling my mind with nefarious lies Telling me that I can no longer cope The black dog knows that spider well And when her work is done, he lingers near Waiting to drag you into his hell To drown you in your silent tears 'We live as we dream, alone ' Angel of mercy, let me rest on your shoulder In the desperate hour, when the shadows roam Let me remember,as I get older That I'm getting closer to my true home I now know the longest walk Across the dead land, where no flowers grow Above my head, there circle hawks Desiring to pick on these tiring bones 'Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit' The hum of flies,and the desert heat I could make a raindrop last for days Trying to find a reason for my heart to beat Lying supine in a neurasthenic haze Embalm me in the burning sands My mouth is dry and my heart is full Too weak to face the final stand Looking through the holes of a dead man's skull I have dragged my feet through every dead end street Every arid plain, from north to south And never did I dare to admit defeat In this diurnal hell of infernal drouth 'Only there is shadow under this red rock' What is the crux, the encompassing whole That untold, leaves this valley of darkness unlit For it wears on every human soul And leaves us bereft from the deficit Religion, the wretched child of fear Has, in my mind, long been destroyed Veiled is the one who throws destiny's spear Into this chasm, this nebulous void Yet,little though I truly understand All throughout , one thing still abides I could never leave this land fom my own hand For I have stared too long in beauty's lustrous eyes Beauty and despair, they are so much alike Both make the soul ache, though in different ways One is like a bird that rarely takes flight The other , traps that fragile bird in a cage 'A shadow tracks thy flight of fire' Angel of mercy, rest your head on my shoulder In the twilight hour,at the dead of night Let me remember, when the world seems colder One day, I will walk into the heart of light In the abyss of doleful lamentation At the silence of perdition's heart When all is tainted with frustration And every futile dream lies torn apart Know the solace of shared experience And that the darkest night will always end Strength will be the recompense From enduring the tempests that life may send In this lexicon of life, with meaning obscure There is nothing, but to rage against despair and decay And if that black dog ever comes to your door Never let him lead you astray. (Quotes: the Waste Land -TS Eliot;Heart of Darkness- Joseph Conrad)Birth sign: Aquarius
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